This band used to be just Peter Miller, but now they are full of more sounds and more people.

These songs still sound like they are sung by a beautiful girl, but really Pete looks more like a pro-wrestler with glasses.

Aen and Pete went to school together, many moons ago. They met again at an art gallery closing reception (strange, I know. We agreed that was probably not the right time for the reception). They exchanged some chit chat, and caught up a bit before Pete played. Then he fucking destroyed everyone.

He alternated between acoustic guitar and ukelele. This simple stringed instruments did little other than set a backdrop for his extreme-high tenor and falsetto vocal knives. Yeah, fuckin’ KNIVES. He wasn’t screaming, he was singing THE HARDEST. Every word was a knife, the whole room was helplessly staring, caught in his heartbreaking music-net.

Anyway, enough gushing. Pete has an Eau Claire Thunder and is amazing. The end.